County Line Page #4

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triangles on his neck.

No, sir.

I guarantee that.

What'd you say your daddy did?

My daddy had three jobs

before he died.

Plumber by day,

telemarketing at night,

newspapers in the morning.

My mom bottles perfume on a

conveyor belt as we speak.

As for me, I wanted to be

magnum, p.I.

help them get outta debt.

What I got was speeding tickets

and paperwork

for pennies on the hour.

Yeah, well welcome to a life

of fighting crime.

You can start right here magnum.

Don't you ever get

tired of eggs?

The hens keep layin' em;

They're free.

It's hard to get tired of that.

You still driving mom's car?

You don't like the look of

me in the Miata?

I actually look of you in

the Miata, just sayin.

How you doin', dad?

Oh, I'm fine.

I've been better,

but I stay busy.

That busy got anything to do

with those knuckles there?

I cut myself shaving.

Really?

Where you been?

A little bit of everywhere.

Now, don't get me wrong

it's not that I'm not

glad to see you

because I glad,

but it is hard not to wonder

the reason for

this sudden visit.

A girl can't just come home?

Oh, sure. A girl can

come home anytime.

I'm glad when you come home

but...

you ain't come home in a heck

of a long time.

A cop for a dad.

Can't get nothin' past you, huh?

You still try.

Come on, out with it.

I mean, just-

just tear the band-aid off.

Dad, I'm getting shipped out.

When?

A week.

Where?

The worst of it, I suppose.

I just wanted to come home,

and make sure you don't worry.

I always worry.

Dad, you don't have to worry.

I worried when you jumped off

the swing at the jungle gym.

I mean, how am I not-

how am I not gonna worry

when people are shootin' at ya?

You're my little girl.

Mom never worried.

Your mother had more

faith than I did.

Hey, I got a week.

You'll see me again.

That's it;

C'mon Clint.

Whoo hoo!

That is fast right there,

Sheriff!

Aw, Zack can have all the

money in the world,

he can't buy speed like this!

His cars can eat my dust!

Bring it on! Bring it on!

Hey buddy, boss is calling.

I'll be back.

Tell 'er I'm comin' in.

Roger.

Yes, ma'am this-this is

this is Scooter, ma'am.

Yeah, uh, he is-

he is just now finishing up.

I will-I will have

him home asap.

I-

Clint?

Clint!

Scooter? Scooter!

Clint!

Clint!

Alright, magnum.

Come on, big boy.

I'm gonna get ya good;

Oh, I'm gonna get ya good.

Oh, that's a good-

that is a good one.

You got it all;

That's a good boy, alright.

Come on, high

life; It ain't that bad!

Good lord.

Great.

Hey.

Howdy, Alden.

Sheriff Preston.

How's my car?

There's still a pack of your

sunflower seeds in the glovebox.

Workin' hard?

Work? No.

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